The Cosco Shanghai

It’s not exactly what you’d call a pretty ship. Actually, it could do with a lick of paint. And it’s not very big or impressive either. Not exclusive, or state of the art. No special history that I know of. And yet Emma and I drove all the way to Fremantle Harbour this weekend to see her, and take some pictures.

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Lower Levels

I kind of jumped the gun on the last blog. All seemed well when Zoey came out of surgery, and I was instructed to give the vet hospital a call the next morning after eight AM to see when I could pick her up. So when my phone rang at 08:01 and I saw the vet’s number, I knew something wasn’t as it should be.

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At The Vet Again

If I look out the window next to me, I can just about see the top of the animal hospital billboard in the distance. I assume the roof next to it must therefore be the hospital itself, and in an hour or so, the people in there will be operating on Zoey.

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Don’t Yell At Your Co-Pilot

The turbines had been running for a couple of minutes already by now. As I walked out of the hangar, and onto Rotorvation’s apron, I noticed a ground crew member giving the pilot a thumbs up, and then walk away. Sweet! I was convinced I got out there just in time to finally get some shots of the WA Police SA365N “Dauphin” in flight. I stood there patiently waiting for the pilot to run through his endless checklists (apparently the Dauphin has some pretty long ones) before he could take her up into the hover.More

One Step Closer

I’d put a towel in the kitten’s carrier. Zoey’s carrier has a little pillow in it, but I couldn’t find anything better than a fluffy towel for the kittens. At least it’s better than nothing. When I walked into the living room, I was relieved to see the two little ones playing in the middle of the room. Easy catch. As I picked them up I noticed Zoey was nowhere to be seen. Great, it would be a challenge to find her in time.

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Jackie & Wilson

The rain had been coming down for most of the night. It was the morning of the wettest day for Perth in 31 years. As I got in the shower, I imagined traffic being backed up for kilometres, and tried to get in the right state of mind for a long morning of sitting in traffic. I was therefore extremely surprised to get to the city center in seemingly record time! Only to see the first sign of trouble on the normally free-flowing stretch to Jandakot…More

Highs, Lows, And Adiabetic Lapse Rates

I remember sitting at one of the desks at the very front of the class. For some reason the teacher’s desk is on a little elevation, as if that gives him more leverage over the rowdy teens before him. As usual I have no clue whatsoever as to what is happening on the blackboard. I always zoned out during mathematics, since I didn’t get it anyway. Sensing I wasn’t paying attention, the teacher calls on me to solve the equation on the board. I blankly stare at the numbers and letters on the board, as if the both of us don’t know I won’t be able to do it.

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